PACIFIC
Miscellaneous
Fine, Fine
Album: Pacifico (2002)
Fine, fine, rain of small thorns,
from the veiled sky falls, splashes, parachutes
/>End, end, which floods manholes and cellars,
in small pools gathered together, gathered together, jumping with two feet
Come down slowly, bring my most sincere greetings,
tap softly on the windows and dissolve your sorrows
Come down slowly, so that I can hear you coming from afar,
so that I have time to repair, catch your breath
The end, the end, rain and crowns of thorns,
in the whitened sky carefully intertwined, to each assigned
Fine, fine, beads and beads fall,
in these burning summer mornings long invoked
Come down slowly, bring my greetings kindly,
let her rest and not lack anything
Come down slowly, slowly, dripping on her face and hand,
go anywhere to refresh, quench her thirst
Come help me,
I know that you can listen to me
Come before it's late
Come down slowly, after so much heat, finally
you can breathe again and you can't see anything
Come down slowly, slowly, the storm has passed and is already far away,
That we can forget, rest...

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